117: Chapter 115: A Hall Full of Drunken Flowers and 3000 Guests 117: Chapter 115: A Hall Full of Drunken Flowers and 3000 Guests Everyone was sizing up the Alien Clan members who had barged in.

Among them, two leaders, one tall and one short.

The taller one was nine feet tall, with his coat open, muscles bulging, his biceps nearly thicker than an average person’s head.

On his back was a similarly outrageous Big Broadsword, which gave off a rough impression, looking like a slightly larger version of Zhao Changhe.

Zhao Changhe stretched his neck to take a glance, the person seemed to be bigger than himself, but his Broadsword did not seem as large as the Dragon Sparrow, and the proportions did not seem as absurd as his own…

He clearly felt a slight pride from the Dragon Sparrow, along with an eager combat readiness, barely able to conceal the Sword Qi.

What’s there to be proud of for just being a bit bigger…

Even the shorter one was just a bit shorter relative to the sturdy man, actually over seven feet tall, still tall compared to an average person.

He had a bit of grace about him.

Upon hearing Wan Dongliu’s questioning, he replied with a smile, “I heard that Martial Arts thrive in the Central Plains, and though we are here for business, we admire the elegance.

It is said the Wan Family’s Young Master invited Yangzhou heroes to gather at the Bright Moon Pavilion, which must be a grand scene.

We long to attend and have come specially.

Are the heroes of Yangzhou afraid of us businessmen?”

Wan Dongliu sneered, “We are friends gathering for a drink, not a meeting for Martial Arts!

Disturbing Mr.

Wan’s gathering, yet still wishing to do business in Yangzhou!”

Saying so, he suddenly drew his sword, “Cao Gang lads, follow me…”

The man interrupted with a “Ha,” “So it is as we said, the Hidden Dragon of Central Earth has an empty reputation.

So many talents from the Hidden Dragon List are here, yet dare not challenge us one-on-one, planning instead to attack in a group.

What face do they have to boast?

Ridiculous, ridiculous!”

Wan Dongliu was about to say something when Magistrate Wan’s voice came from behind, “Dongliu, he is not entirely wrong.

Why not take up the challenge to let them know the might of Great Xia.

It would be a great story.”

Wan Dongliu frowned, Xuan Chong, Tang Buqi, and others also frowned.

A great story?

Who knows what level the opponents are, what if someone from the Heaven, Earth, and Human List is among them, are they just there for a laugh?

But the laughing man said, “We heroes of the grassland play none of your tricks.

Hidden Dragon faces Hidden Dragon, without false claims.”

Next to him, the nine feet tall man bellowed, his voice thunderous, “Ba Tu is here, who dares to fight!”

The crowd murmured among themselves.

Chaotic World Book enveloping the world, of course, it didn’t only rank people from Central Earth.

This one was indeed a genuine entry from the Hidden Dragon List, number ninety-nine, the Fierce Lion Ba Tu.

“Clang!” Tang Buqi could no longer restrain himself, “I’ll meet your challenge!”

He was number one hundred and twenty on the Hidden Dragon List, and he was looking to test himself against someone higher than him, and that day he had sought Zhao Changhe with a similar intent.

Now this Ba Tu, ranked ninety-ninth, more fitting than Zhao Changhe, and even looked somewhat like Zhao Changhe which was irritating on its own, when else to fight if not now!

“Swish, swish, swish!” Tang Buqi entered the battle with a famous move from the Spring Water Sword Technique, “Gradual Separation, Endless Range,” one sword split into three, three into infinite, in an instant, Ba Tu was surrounded by points of cold light.

The onlookers nodded slightly, all sensing this would be a dragon and tiger fight.

After all, the Hidden Dragon List rankings were not strength rankings, only a reference.

The gap between ninety-nine and one hundred twenty was actually small, and Tang’s Spring Water Sword Technique was no simple matter…

Only Zhao Changhe slightly shook his head, not optimistic at all.

Tang Buqi was actually quite skilled, but he lacked the tempering of life-and-death battles.

That day, he couldn’t bring even a hint of pressure to himself, but this robust man across looked…

He hadn’t even finished thinking when a loud roar erupted, and Ba Tu drew his Broadsword for an angry slash.

Tang Buqi’s sword flowers had already reached his throat, but the blade didn’t care for identification, one stroke could dissect, your stabbing at my throat means nothing when your Heavenly Spirit is gone!

Tang Buqi, with superior swordsmanship and taking the initiative, was still forced to break into a cold sweat by this blade, rapidly retracting his sword and dashing to the right.

But what seemed to be a hard-to-stop cleave from Ba Tu deftly turned into a Horizontal Slash, directly charging towards Tang Buqi’s chest!

The one caught off-guard turned out to be Tang Buqi.

The only solution now was to hold the sword vertically against the blade, but could a Longsword really block such a Broadsword?

“Clang,” thankfully, Tang Buqi’s hand held a treasured sword of the Tang family, bent but not broken, perilously retreated by flinging the sword back.

Ba Tu stepped forward, continuing his chase.

“Stop!” A cold light shot straight towards Ba Tu’s face, it was Daoist Xuan Chong who, fearing Tang Buqi might truly be cleaved at the waist, made an urgent move.

“Clang!” A dark red Curved Saber suddenly appeared on Xuan Chong’s sword path, eerily diverting the Longsword.

Xuan Chong couldn’t withstand the strange dragging force, stumbled a few steps before steadying, and looked back in shock, “Spirit Fox Blade!

You are Demon Fox Chi Li!”

It was precisely the one who persuaded everyone to fight one-on-one, now nodding with a smile, “Indeed, that’s me.”

The scene erupted in astonishment.

Demon Fox Chi Li.

Number one on the Hidden Dragon List!

And he reached the top at twenty, solidly holding the position for two years, only twenty-two now!

It’s Hidden Dragon versus Hidden Dragon, but what do you mean by coming as the number one Hidden Dragon!

Amidst the stunned crowd, Chi Li turned his head to glance at Tang Buqi.

Xuan Chong attempted to rescue Tang Buqi but was blocked… However, the event where Tang Buqi got cut in two by Ba Tu’s blade did not happen; a man with a scarred face was protecting Tang Buqi behind him, carrying a broadsword somewhat bigger than Ba Tu’s but without drawing it.

Ba Tu also seemed wary and did not attack.

Is this scar-faced man Zhao Changhe?

I missed the scene just now, and I don’t know how he rescued Tang Buqi from Ba Tu’s blade with his bare hands, making Ba Tu actually wary…

As Chi Li’s thoughts flashed, Tang Buqi, both embarrassed and furious, pointed at Ba Tu, “With your power and speed, you must be at the Mystical Gate Five Layer now, not the Fourth Layer like the ninety-ninth on the Hidden Dragon List then!

It’s an unfair victory!”

Ba Tu looked at him bewildered, “Dude, the Chaotic World Book said I was Fourth Layer eight months ago.

If I hadn’t progressed in eight months, what kind of Hidden Dragon would I still be?

I even find it too slow, okay?”

Tang Buqi, overwhelmed by Ba Tu’s strength, felt his intelligence insulted and was utterly humiliated, about to leave.

Chi Li chuckled lightly, looking at Taoist Xuan Chong, “Daoist, it seems the outcome of their battle involving over a hundred men is decided.

Shall we continue?”

Xuan Chong frowned tightly.

He knew he truly was no match for Chi Li.

Number one on the Hidden Dragon List, those four words alone could suffocate his peers.

Chi Li’s gaze swept past Zhao Changhe, seemingly uninterested in fighting with over eighty combatants, and then turned to Wan Dongliu, “Young Master Wan, care to come and have some fun?”

Wan Dongliu responded indifferently, “I am no match for the number one of the Hidden Dragon.”

Chi Li laughed heartily to the sky, “That’s why I say, the Hidden Dragons of Central Earth are overrated, and the famed heroes are nothing more!

Now I know!

Ba Tu, let’s go.”

The arena fell deathly silent, everyone’s eyes burning as they watched him laugh uproariously, their fists clenched tightly.

Yet in the silence, there seemed to be the sound of horse hooves on cobblestones approaching fast, gradually halting Chi Li’s laughter, somewhat surprised he pondered, “This sound of hooves, disrupting the shadow my laughter was casting in people’s hearts…

who is this Grandmaster from the Human List?”

The sound of hooves stopped, and a clear female voice sounded from outside the door, “Who is it that says the Hidden Dragons of Central Earth are overrated?”

With those words, a figure in red robes strode in, her sword qi soaring even before she crossed the threshold.

But her exquisitely beautiful face dimmed the bright moon and made the fresh blossoms in the building feel shame.

Her beautiful eyes swept over Chi Li, but first landed on Zhao Changhe, who responded with a slight smile.

The newcomer then bowed slightly to Wan Dongliu, “Uninvited, I’ve come to ask Young Master Wan for a drink.”

Wan Dongliu roared with laughter, “Drink as much as you want!”

Chi Li watched the newcomer with a somewhat grave expression, not expecting that the person who posed such pressure would be a stunningly vigorous woman, unlisted among the known guests.

He slowly asked, “May I know who you are?”

The newcomer finally gave him a glance, answering lightly, “From Central Earth of Divine Continent, Yue Hongling!”